Oh boy, so this what you been waitin' for huh?
Well here he is
[Defari]
I'm off the chain
Like runaway slaves with gauges
My life had to change, so I broke through the cages
Faced the nation, lyrics for you sh**ty critics
Bottle of whiskey, you stressed man Herut be sippin' it
Open the gates, get it on don't hesitate
Stompin' like King Kong n***a, from the Golden State
Holdin' weight in the Pacific-10 Conference
You f**in' wit Defari man, you f**in' wit a monster
Big rhymes, big shows, big sponsors
So big, sometimes I think my name is Swanson
But it's not, it's O.G. Dwayne Johnson
With diamond cut rhymes that be costin' when I floss 'em
I beat the papers and the blocks for new stocks
A blue faced watch, full of rocks and new socks
And new draws, Big Daddy like Lou ????
The style that I kick move sh** like U-Haul
I'm givin' back what you lack, and that's that
These square n***as wack, look at that, and that's that
Los Angeles, see a fake dude, dismantle him
Snatch him off his high horse of course de-saddle him
Why battle him? this n***a silly, geeky, garbage
Prankster and fool I drop a j**el of knowledge
Went to school through college, a ?????????? abolish
Defari, a cold guy with a style that's polished
Like Sepulveda and Venice car wash
The street star stop, blow a blunt
Game's choppin', tall cans pop
I beat the streets and the blocks where birds flock
These pretty little b**hes wanna jump and bump co*ks
So four fingers up - make sure the two's cross (West Coast!)
The West Coast gotta make room for a new boss
Odds & Evens huh?
Defari, the new ablum huh?
Aye, give us some more, can ya?
[Defari]
Toss around your mind when I rhyme
Advance with k**er lines, come and get it it's dinner time
They hungry for more and more words that I spit
From ex-tended clip, with an AK-47 back kick
Back flip quick from multiple hits you ba*tard
You've entered a world of a n***a who came to smash it
I've had it up to here with you silly cats
I'm twistin' a Philly bat, and sportin' a new L.A. fitted cap
A tall can, leave me alone with your small plans
I'm holdin' a family, you a small man little kid
You just a little big, I be wit official n**s
See basically you not built for this
See I be k**in' these streets
Like big trucks on 22's, and 21's, plenty rum the style that I use
Twenty tons, many guns - collapse your flimsy lungs
Flimsy tongue, y'all relic n***as done
Defari you somethin' else baby
I can't wait to hear the rest
Odds & Evens baby..